Transformers2005 - Wednesday, May 20, 1998, 7:39 PM --------------------------------------------------- Audience Hall Obvious exits: North leads to North Perimeter Hallway. South leads to Reception Room. Rodimus Prime is... uhm... moping around somewhere. Yeah. He's sitting on the staircase that leads up to the dais, watching the fading meteor shower with a rather distant expression, ocassionally clenching his fists. Sky Lynx stands idly by, watching the crowds leave after Rodimus' official induction as Autobot leader. His look is cold and angry and occasionally flashes back to Rodimus, hinging on the edge of hatred. A stray glance across the area catches Sky Lynx's angry expression, and Rodimus turns his gaze away quickly, ducking his head. "Did you... need something?" he asks quietly. Sky Lynx steps toward Rodimus, his heavy angry footfalls echoing across the audience chamber, "It's just like you, Hot Rod, to search for answers in the stars. Lazing about in a vast daydream while the rest of us take up the slack for you." Sky Lynx snips "Pardon, but I fully intend to speak freely." Rodimus Prime blinks. "Wha-- hey, I was just... thinking... I mean, we won, didn't we? Don't I get a LITTLE leeway here?" Sky Lynx pffts, "Do you realize the shambles this faction is in? Not only have we lost countless members, but we also have to re-establish ourselves on cybertron before the Decepticons throw us back off. Just because Unicron is dead, that doesn't mean there isn't any work to be done - our situation is critical. You might be milking this apperant victory for all it's worth at the moment, but when the fact that our leader of 9 Million years has been replaced by a spoiled daydreaming brat sinks in, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. Rodimus Prime slams a fist against the front of the step he's sitting on. "Hey! Do I look like I'm milking anything? I am not spoiled! I care -- more about -- more than YOU ever did! I didn't see YOU fighting Unicron!" Sky Lynx says, "That was because Optimus Prime sent me on an Emergency mission and I just returned. If you would pay any attention to the faction wide reports you'd know that.***he balls up one of his paws into a fist and slams it loudly into the floor of the audience chamber*** And if you EVER insinuate that I don't care about this faction again, leader or not I'll shred you limb from limb. I have fought and bled and nearly died for this faction more times than the number of days you have been alive! 4 million years of war and sacrifice and watching my comrades get slaughtered by Shockwave and Megatron. Who in the pit are *you* boy? What sacrifices have you made?!"" Sky Lynx says, "or maybe you're just an over-glorified baby sitter. Come to babysit the faction the way you babysit that human spawn." Rodimus Prime bounces to his feet. "I've sacrificed plenty! Maybe I haven't been in as many battles as YOU, because MAYBE I'm not 4 million years old! Do you think I ASKED for this? What're you yelling at me for? Yell at Ultra Magnus, he's the one who said I was in charge!" Sky Lynx smirks cruely, "Now you're tansferring blame, what a tremendous quality for our esteemed leader." Rodimus Prime bellows again, "I didn't ask for this!" Sky Lynx growls, jealously glinting in his optics, "Well you have it. So what are you going to do with it? Sit and stare at the stars all day?" You say, "I get this shoved on me, how'm *I* supposed to know what to do? And you come in and start yelling at me -- and --" he struggles to control his voice. "Yelling at me... for getting stuck with something I couldn't control."" Rodimus Prime snaps sourly, "Maybe I will. If everyone's got your attitude I don't think I want to try." Sky Lynx says, "*My* Attitude? What attitude praytell is that?" You say, "This stuck-up, who-do-you-think-you-are slag. Where do you get off?" Sky Lynx says, "I am *not* stuck up! I'm voicing some very important issues!" You say, "You are not! You're beating on me for no good reason! If you had an real issue you would've brought it up without the insults!" Sky Lynx looks away from Rodimus, "I ... I ... I don't do that ..." Rodimus Prime presses the advantage, stomping down the steps with fists clenched. "Spoiled daydreaming brat?" Sky Lynx flinches edging away from Rodimus, "I'm not jealous ..." then he flashes a surprised look at nobody in particular, "That's not what I meant ... " Rodimus Prime squints. "Who said anything about jealousy?" Sky Lynx mumbles, "Nothing ..." Rodimus Prime walks forward. "Why would..." he pauses, frowning. Probably not the best angle to take. "I couldn't help what happened, Sky Lynx," he tries indirectly instead. Sky Lynx glances back at Rodimus, "Do you know how long and how hard I've worked to get were I am? Can you even fathom 4 million years of non-stop war and destruction? Until now ... I was the rising star ... I advance farther and faster than any other Autobot ... I .... I was passed over ... Rodimus Prime scowls. "Passed over for what? Everyone yelling at you?" Sky Lynx says, "You couldn't even begin to fathom it ... it's like everything I did was for nothing ..." You say, "What? Because some stupid artifact said I had to blow up Unicron? You've GOT a record. I've got nothing." Sky Lynx says, "That "stupid artifact" is the psysical representation of who we are as a faction. Whether you truly appreciate it isn't what's important. The very fact that you have it means *you* are the chosen one. The Autobot of legend ... the hero who is destined to finally put an end to this war and finally bring peace to the universe. Whether you like it or not, whether you accept it or not, whether we accept you or not - You ARE the chosen one ... and I'm not ..." You say, "Yeah, so if no one has any choice in the matter, then what're you so down about? I'm sure if it'd been up to the rest of us you would've been a lot closer to the front of the line for it than ME." Sky Lynx says, "It wasn't up to you. It wasn't up to anyone -- and appearantly all the hard work in the universe doesn't matter to the hand of fate. That is what I'm down about Rodimus - 4 million years is a long time to bust your aft only to be slapped in the face. Everything I worked for is gone - my dreams, my work, my ambitions - all handed to a "boy" who can't even begin to appreciate what he's been given." Rodimus Prime bristles. "Given WHAT? Responsibility? People staring at me all the time? You said YOURSELF I'm not ready for it! Is that all the Autobot cause means to you? Being in command? Sky Lynx blinks at Rodimus, a look of shock crossing his face, "N ... N ... no ... I ... I ... " Rodimus Prime waves a hand, the gesture truncated when he catches sight of it and drops it quickly to his side selfconsciously. "That's what you just said, though." Sky Lynx clamps his mouth shut, staring blankly at Rodimus - The Autobot commander comanding the large Dinobird's complete attention. Rodimus Prime draws a breath, not used to that. "It's just... well.." he stumbles, finding his stride, "What difference does it make? You're still Sky Lynx and you can still do stuff I'll never be able to -- or a lot of other people for that matter. You've got better things to do than.. lead," he grumbles the last word; apparently he doesn't much like the taste of it. Sky Lynx stammers a little, a look of self shame melting his formerly bitter expression, "I have better things to do than be ...jealous *choking on the word as if it were a cube stale energon* of you and feel sorry for myself. I am a leader. It's what I do, but my own selfishness just now has revealed to me exactly why I wasn't chosen. I used to be a hero and a role model to the Autobots because the cause was what I believed in - but I think somehting changed somewhere and I started doing it to satisfy my own ego. I am deeply sorry Rodimus ... can you ever forgive me?" Rodimus Prime rubs his forehead. "Uhm... yeah. Yeah, don't worry about it," he mumbles. Rodimus Prime drops his hand to his side again with a clang and looks up, setting his face determinedly. "So everything's okay, then?" Sky Lynx sees Rodimus' hesitation, his optics flare with sincerity, "I was completely out of line, Commander. I was very cruel to you and I am deeply ashamed that I acted that way. I know you're new to this. I know you're confused and you're about to enter a world that you may not be ready for ... if you'll let me, I'd like to help guide you through that world and deal with the frustrations. I'm ... being Melodramatic .... I'm sorry. Rodimus Prime says distractedly, "Don't call me that..." he sighs, then offers a rueful smirk. "You want me to hang around you now? Do you know what you're asking for?" Sky Lynx sits down, lowing his guard and kinda looking like a giant dog, "Oh ... I believe it's *you* who's not quite sure what you're in for ..." he returns hesitant smirk. Rodimus Prime chuckles tentatively. "Now if I can just get Kup and Ultra Magnus to listen to me..." Sky Lynx says, "Oh. I'll listen ... but no promises on whether I'll agree with you all the time ..." You say, "Good. If everyone started agreeing with me all the time I'd be worried. Just don't.. disagree with me all the time." Sky Lynx says, "I don't think you have to worry about that - I rarely agree with anybody - I have a very unique perspective on things - comes with being 10 times bigger than everyone else ..."